There is this girl called Leila. I have been running behind her for long ,begging her like a primary school pupil begging MOI-MOI from his classmate to accept my love.
But she scorned at me just because she asked whether i was rich,and i told her i am from a poor family.After some times, i disappeared and she thought that i went to Europe meanwhile i was just in the city.
This time around,i begged a flashy car from a friend,went and picked her up and we went for a dinner. There at the restaurant,i told her big.
How i have bought a flat,car and i am about to relocate in the UK.She changed her words immediately by telling me that instead i am the one who did not like her because she is fat. That she loved me so much........from this point,we drove straight to the hotel and guess what happened next..............................FRAILTY THY NAME IS WOMAN....Women like lies more than truth..if you think otherwise you can prove me wrong
